Page 42 of Polar Destiny
"Want to play against me? I always lose," he says instead and to my greatdisappointment.
"No, I want to see Ràn beat his brother." When they all look at me incredulously, I add, "At chess. Not withfists."
"Ràn doesn't play chess," Torben says, confusion on hisface.
I frown. "But Húnnsaid..."
Ràn sits down next to me and stares at the board. "I play. Haven't done it in a while, that'sall."
I find it strange that the others don't know about that but don't ask. Instead I snuggle against him as he puts the chess pieces back into their startingposition.
When the board is set, he picks me up and puts me on his lap, held in place by his legs. I'm a little surprised, but then it was me who instigated it by putting my head on his shoulder. Again, I'm wondering if this is friends-cuddling or more-than-friends-cuddling.
The latter,Alis pipes up in my head.If you lean back a little, you'll feelit.
Without trying to arouse suspicion, I wiggle backwards until my bum is against his.... ehm, yes, it's more than friends. Unless he reacts like that to his friends. But that was would be a little worrying. Or unless he's permanentlyaroused...
Stop it. He wants you, but with you being the alpha's, he won't make a move. It's for you to tell him what youwant.
How do I dothat?
Alis groans.Are all humans this stupid? Just kiss him, or put your hand on him, or tell him to fuck you, I don'tcare.
Watch your language. You're in my head, we talk properly in here. Noswearing.
You do it all thetime.
Yes, but it's my head. Now be quiet, I want to watch thematch.
Húnn has made the first move and it's Ràn's turn now. He has to reach around me to move his pawn and his bicep gently brushes against my side. And my breast, a little. My skin tingles where I felt his touch. I want more. When he does the next move, I twist my body so his arm has to touch even more of me. I don't know if he notices, but on his third move, he groans as it becomes clear what I'mdoing.
"Isla, I can't concentrate likethis."
I want to tell him that I know, that I can feel the evidence of his distraction press against my bum, but I just smile innocently at Húnn, who's watching me withamusement.
"You said your brother always wins? Let's see if he wins thistime."
The guys laugh and even Ràn chuckles, making his chest vibrate softly. Whenever he takes a move, I twist so he brushes my boobs, or wiggle my bum against his erection. I'm having great fun, and so are the others. Húnn winks at me when Ràn starts to curse. Looks like the game is not going like he'd planned. Poor bear. Maybe I need to console him later. I can think of a few ways how to dothat.
You're doing well,Alis praises me.Almost as sneaky as I would have doneit.
I wouldn't call it sneaky. It's obvious what I'm doing. I carefully look at Torben to see if there's any jealousy in his eyes, but he's laughing at my antics just like the others. Alis was right. As the female, I make the decisions about who I want to bewith.
And right now, I've got my eyes set on Ràn. Is that greedy, knowing that I already have a mate and have kissed another guy in this room? Perhaps. Maybe it's the bear in me who's wanting more than oneman.
Don't blame it all on me, little human. You wanted them long before I joinedyou.
Yes, maybe. But I didn't have the courage to act on it before. Now I have a bear insideme...
You flatterme.
I do? Wasn't myintention.
I give Ràn a break and watch them play. Still, his erection isn't disappearing, despite me stopping my wiggling around. Maybe my theory about him being always aroused wascorrect...
Oh stop it. Kiss him or do something else, but stop whining and doubtingyourself.
I should listen to my inner bear. She says she's old, and maybe that means she's wise. I turn around and surprise Ràn by gently pressing my lips against his. He groans and immediately pulls me closer, deepening the kiss and taking over from my tentative attempts. Húnn clears his throat, probably annoyed at me for disrupting their game, but I couldn't care less. Ràn tastes amazing, like dark chocolate and cinnamon, slightly earthy, very male. I kiss him as if I'm starving, clinging to him like a monkey. Or a koalabear.
